[fanfiction] an awkward position
It's 8/13, hurrah.
Fandom/Pairings: Kingdom Hearts; Axel/Roxas
Rating: R.
Pre-Notes: sunsets. universe, post Axel returning.
Summary: Roxas wakes up handcuffed to the bed.
an awkward position
When Roxas woke up he was never fully-awake, which is probably why he didn't notice the fact that he was handcuffed to the bed until he tried to get out of bed and nearly pulled his arm out of its socket. Sora would probably laugh at him if he were around, but no. Sora was with Riku doing things that Roxas didn't want to know about and that was a good thing, because Roxas was pretty sure that being handcuffed to a bed was high on the list of brotherly things that were fair game during arguments.
Especially since Roxas didn't actually remember getting into the handcuffs. He inspected them as he tried to figure out when he'd put them on, realizing that they were the pink, fuzzy handcuffs that Sora had bought him as a gag gift for his birthday. He had almost forgotten he had them. Experimentally, he tugged on the handcuff-the bed moved slightly, but nothing else happened.
Axel's voice startled Roxas out of his thoughts, “Morning, Roxas-baby. You like the handcuffs?”
Roxas looked up to find Axel leaning against the doorframe with a mug of coffee in his hands.
“Axel,” Roxas said, “generally people ask before handcuffing their boyfriend to the bed.”
“Most people don't have a god for a boyfriend. Anyway, you didn't mind being tied up the other day.”
“I don't actually mind,” Roxas sighed, “it's just nice to have some warning.”
“But that,” Axel said as he walked over, “would be predictable and boring.”
With a grin, Axel set the coffee cup down on the bedside table and moved to straddle Roxas before bending down for a kiss. Roxas arched into it the best he could with his limited mobility, using his free hand to cup Axel's face. When Axel moved away, Roxas whined.
“Patience is a virtue.”
“Fuck you.”
“Eventually.”
With a smile, Axel moved so that his face was level with Roxas' crotch and gently pulled Roxas' boxers down. Eyes locked with Roxas, Axel swirled his tongue around the tip of Roxas' cock while Roxas struggled uselessly against his restraint to try and get Axel to do something other than tease. It took a few moments for Roxas to remember that he had a free hand, which he promptly tangled in Axel's hair.
Axel took the hint and stopped his teasing to give Roxas a proper blowjob. Under normal circumstances, Roxas would have participated, but being handcuffed to the headboard made it awkward to move-no matter which way he turned, he could feel the tug on his shoulder. Somewhere in the back of his blowjob-addled mind, Roxas cringed at how sore his shoulder was going to be. For the moment, though, Roxas was focused on the wet heat of Axel's mouth. Between that and the sensation of the handcuffs against his wrist, Roxas came with a moan in minutes.
“So,” Axel said as he licked his lips, “can I fuck you now?”
“Only if you uncuff me first,” Roxas winced, “I might dislocated my shoulder if you fuck me with my arm in this position.”
“Anything for you, Roxas-baby. Anything for you.”
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Fandom/Pairings: Kingdom Hearts; Axel/Roxas
Rating: R.
Pre-Notes: sunsets. universe, post Axel returning.
Summary: Roxas wakes up handcuffed to the bed.
an awkward position
When Roxas woke up he was never fully-awake, which is probably why he didn't notice the fact that he was handcuffed to the bed until he tried to get out of bed and nearly pulled his arm out of its socket. Sora would probably laugh at him if he were around, but no. Sora was with Riku doing things that Roxas didn't want to know about and that was a good thing, because Roxas was pretty sure that being handcuffed to a bed was high on the list of brotherly things that were fair game during arguments.
Especially since Roxas didn't actually remember getting into the handcuffs. He inspected them as he tried to figure out when he'd put them on, realizing that they were the pink, fuzzy handcuffs that Sora had bought him as a gag gift for his birthday. He had almost forgotten he had them. Experimentally, he tugged on the handcuff-the bed moved slightly, but nothing else happened.
Axel's voice startled Roxas out of his thoughts, “Morning, Roxas-baby. You like the handcuffs?”
Roxas looked up to find Axel leaning against the doorframe with a mug of coffee in his hands.
“Axel,” Roxas said, “generally people ask before handcuffing their boyfriend to the bed.”
“Most people don't have a god for a boyfriend. Anyway, you didn't mind being tied up the other day.”
“I don't actually mind,” Roxas sighed, “it's just nice to have some warning.”
“But that,” Axel said as he walked over, “would be predictable and boring.”
With a grin, Axel set the coffee cup down on the bedside table and moved to straddle Roxas before bending down for a kiss. Roxas arched into it the best he could with his limited mobility, using his free hand to cup Axel's face. When Axel moved away, Roxas whined.
“Patience is a virtue.”
“Fuck you.”
“Eventually.”
With a smile, Axel moved so that his face was level with Roxas' crotch and gently pulled Roxas' boxers down. Eyes locked with Roxas, Axel swirled his tongue around the tip of Roxas' cock while Roxas struggled uselessly against his restraint to try and get Axel to do something other than tease. It took a few moments for Roxas to remember that he had a free hand, which he promptly tangled in Axel's hair.
Axel took the hint and stopped his teasing to give Roxas a proper blowjob. Under normal circumstances, Roxas would have participated, but being handcuffed to the headboard made it awkward to move-no matter which way he turned, he could feel the tug on his shoulder. Somewhere in the back of his blowjob-addled mind, Roxas cringed at how sore his shoulder was going to be. For the moment, though, Roxas was focused on the wet heat of Axel's mouth. Between that and the sensation of the handcuffs against his wrist, Roxas came with a moan in minutes.
“So,” Axel said as he licked his lips, “can I fuck you now?”
“Only if you uncuff me first,” Roxas winced, “I might dislocated my shoulder if you fuck me with my arm in this position.”
“Anything for you, Roxas-baby. Anything for you.”
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